The big day has arrived. Until, of course, it hasn’t.
Needlepoint Land’s most important piece of furniture — the anchor of any retail store — is coming this afternoon.
As always, there is complexity involved.
In this case, the Direct TV installer is scheduled to show up at the house between 8am and noon. The truck arriving from NC that is delivering the 3-piece counter will be here this afternoon, or tomorrow morning at the latest.
If all goes well, the dish gets installed without a hitch, and I zoom over to the store and wait for the delivery truck. Worst case scenario is installing the dish knocks out my Comcast cable Internet connection (due to possible issues with sharing of inside wiring at the house), and the counter doesn’t fit through Needlepoint Land’s front door (I don’t have double front or back doors), even though I have pre-measured everything, and verified twice with Direct TV re any Cat 5 wiring problems.
If my Internet connection via cable goes kerplunk, I won’t be a total digital anchoress (yes, I am in the mood for elaborately unfunny puns this morning), and will update the blog using my droid phone — which I have yet to attempt.
So, the tension builds, as I have an early morning cup of Joe, and await the dish guy.
Oh, wait… Jeff — you know, that pesky fellow from Amazon who’s obsessed with UPC codes and destroying the venerable publishing house of Hachette — just sent me a PM suggesting I watch Chris Newby’s Anchoress before it’s too late.
I became a Prime Member when I forgot, like millions of others no doubt, to cancel my Prime trial period in time, and ended paying $79 for a year’s worth of lousy Japanese martial arts B movies, which, along with made-for-TV features from the 80s, seems to constitute the bulk of Amazon Prime’s “free” film catalog.
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